Paper Doll’s Lament

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There is no doubt

I am a girl without.

A paper doll inside a book,

Not a hug, a dance or even a look.

Nobody wants to take the time

To discover me and cut on the line.

No one comes to take the paper doll out to play,

Not even on a cold and wet rainy day.

So I live in a doll magazine inside of a box,

Filled with family treasures guarded by a stuffed fox.

Here I will stay in my one dimensional world

Until somebody decides to give me a twirl.

Stuck between pages eight and ten

Waiting to see daylight again.

Longing to love, to touch, to feel,

Always wanting to be real.

I do not care about this or that,

I just do not want to be…

flat…